Pirate's Nest Order

The prison of the 153rd branch of the Navy has been officially put into operation, and the guards inside the prison have undergone a replacement. Except Lieutenant Colonel Lipa, the other guards are recruits who have been successfully transformed.

This recruit is not that recruit. The recruit is a transformed body that is one level higher than the inferior slaves.

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The prison door was pushed open, and a row of imprisoned pirates were escorted in. Ripa stood inside the door and stared at the first real guests in the prison with complex eyes, sighing slightly in her heart.

"taking custody"

Lipa was standing within a white line drawn inside the prison, and the jailer behind him would carry out his orders without saying a word. The escort at the door looked sideways at the tall and strong jailer, not sure what was going on in the branch. When did they recruit such a strong group of murlocs.

However, the navy who could be arranged to escort the prisoners didn't say much. They just left quickly after completing the task. The whole prison branch was filled with a cold and strange atmosphere, and they didn't want to stay longer.

The aisle was dimly lit, and the figures of the jailers dragged on the ground for a long time. The captured pirates should now be called prisoners, and they were scattered and held in cells with iron doors closed.

Many days have passed since he saw the true face of this prison. Lieutenant Colonel Lipa's inner fear still hasn't completely subsided, but he already knows what he should do.

"Anyway, pirates are all damn scum and don't deserve mercy." Ripa turned around and slowly walked into the darkness. The sound of her footsteps echoed in the prison, like a life-threatening music being played.

Soon, one after another of screams seemed to echo the climax of a messy score. Lipa stopped and turned to look at the pale and terrified prisoner in a cell. He didn't know what happened outside, but That desperate and terrifying cry made his hair stand on end.

"You know, I don't pity you, because this is the judgment you deserve." Lipa's fingers slid gently over the railing above the iron gate, feeling as if he was waving the baton of a symphony orchestra. He was speaking to the trembling prisoner, more like he was talking to himself: "Death without knowing is also a relief."

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The prisoner was horrified to see a black kinky tentacle protruding from the bottom of the bed, which turned into sharp black lines and pierced his whole body. With just a moment of screaming, his whole body was decomposed and melted, leaving only the body on the ground. Get some dirty clothes.

The previous steps were just to let Lipa understand the true face of the Lushan prison and prepare him mentally, but the actual operation is more concise and efficient, and each cell has a brood breathing channel reserved.

Each cell is actually a breeding room.

Lipa felt gloomy and cold. He was the warden of this prison and the only real prisoner in this prison. He was also the one who took care of these shabby breeders.

Pushing open the door of the cell, picking up the clothes that fell on the ground, the prison quickly returned to a cold and dead silence.

Oh, I almost forgot to mention that when the prisoners were escorted here, dozens of bright red sacks were also transported, which were randomly filled with stinky, rotten corpses.

On the outer perimeter of the closed outer wall of the prison, some brightly colored flowers and plants are planted along the base of the wall and the iron railings, all the way to a flower garden in the center, which is a touch of bright color in the entire inner area of ​​the prison. The purpose of the garden, now he understood.

Maybe it's because of blood and corpse irrigation, the flowers in that flower garden will be extraordinarily bright all year round in the days to come; and from now on, Lieutenant Colonel Lipa's favorite way to pass the time is to stand in the prison aisle Standing next to the ventilated iron window, staring blankly at the flower garden outside.

While the prison guards were diligently digging and fertilizing, another piece of abandoned land in the branch was re-cleared. This place will be planned to be built as a small mausoleum. They were buried here collectively, and huge tombstones were erected to commemorate them.

"After the corpses have been sparkled, they will be put into urns for burial. From now on, one day will be chosen regularly every month for all the navy to come here to pay homage and observe silence." Yaerlin hesitated, and finally chose to spark the ashes instead of entering.